NINETY-SIX
Grace was in her office when Terry stuck his head around the door.
‘Grace, we’ve just had a shout about a missing girl.’
‘Tell me,’ Grace said with urgency, as she got to her feet, hurried out into the MIR, and called the team together.
‘We don’t have many details,’ Terry stated, ‘but it seems that a student from the Arts College did not get back to the students’ residence after a night out and her room-mate is worried.’
‘Probably off shagging somebody somewhere. You know what these students are like,’ Fred Burbage said dismissively, and Grace exploded with fury.
‘Sergeant Burbage. My office. Now!’
‘What?’ Fred said, shaking his head, bemused as usual, unable to understand the impact of his crass comments.
‘Now!’
‘Shut the door,’ Grace demanded as Fred followed her into
